Our flight took us to Sao Paulo, Brasil...ouch so close, yet so far away... We had a 12 hour layover, which Alicja & I spent in different parts of the airport, because some airport offical was trying to be helpful. Yeah, you gotta love those kinds. Hehehe My first hours in another world... speaking broken Portuguese, reading clocks in military time and trying to find things to entertain myself... One can only do so much in this area. I found Alicja just thirty minutes before our flight took off again that night ( probably around ten I think). This plane we got to oursleves.

Final destination: Asuncion, Paraguay late that night or probably early that morning. MY supervisor's wife, Anie Bergamo and their son, Andre, pick us up from the airport

My first Paragauyan experience: a guy taking off with my suitcases, then asking for money after pulling them 3 yards to our car. :) Sigh. Traveling that night, I could not see much and after three days of solid travel I was too tired to notice anyway. I did notice though, when our car went from the pavement to rocky dirt roads...now this is different, I thought. We arrived at our new home in Mission Betania sometime early morning on Sept. 10, 2oo5. Anie showed us our room (temporary housing she told us). Alicja took the bottom part of a bunk bed in the corner and I grabed the double bed. It was time for some major sleeping.